I will magnify thee, O Lord, for thou hast set me up  *

and not made my foes to triumph over me.

O Lord my God, I cried unto thee *

and thou hast healed me.

Thou, Lord, hast brought my soul out of hell *

thou hast kept my life from them that go down to the pit.

Sing praises unto the Lord, O ye saints of his *

and give thanks unto him for a remembrance of his holiness.

For his wrath endureth but the twinkling of an eye, and in his pleasure is life *

heaviness may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning.

And in my prosperity I said, I shall never be removed *

thou, Lord, of thy goodness hast made my hill so strong.

Thou didst turn thy face from me *

and I was troubled.

Then cried I unto thee, O Lord *

and gat me to my Lord right humbly.

What profit is there in my blood *

when I go down to the pit?

Shall the dust give thanks unto thee *

or shall it declare thy truth?

Hear, O Lord, and have mercy upon me *

Lord, be thou my helper.

Thou hast turned my heaviness into joy *

thou hast put off my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness.

Therefore shall every good man sing of thy praise without ceasing *

O my God, I will give thanks unto thee for ever.

Blessed is he whose unrighteousness is forgiven  *

and whose sin is covered.

Blessed is the man unto whom the Lord imputeth no sin *

and in whose spirit there is no guile.

For while I held my tongue *

my bones consumed away through my daily complaining.

For thy hand is heavy upon me day and night *

and my moisture is like the drought in summer.

I will acknowledge my sin unto thee *

and mine unrighteousness have I not hid.

I said, I will confess my sins unto the Lord *

and so thou forgavest the wickedness of my sin.

For this shall every one that is godly make his prayer unto thee, in a time when thou mayest be found *

but in the great water-floods they shall not come nigh him.

Thou art a place to hide me in, thou shalt preserve me from trouble *

thou shalt compass me about with songs of deliverance.

I will inform thee, and teach thee in the way wherein thou shalt go *

and I will guide thee with mine eye.

Be ye not like to horse and mule, which have no understanding *

whose mouths must be held with bit and bridle, lest they fall upon thee.

Great plagues remain for the ungodly *

but whoso putteth his trust in the Lord, mercy embraceth him on every side.

Be glad, O ye righteous, and rejoice in the Lord *

and be joyful, all ye that are true of heart.